Wenren Jingxuan looked at Wenren Wan and asked in a deep voice: "Wan’er, is this true?"
"Yes..." Wenren Wan kept her head down, biting her lip hard, but still insisted, "Mo Hua saved Yu’er, that’s why I..."
Mo Hua?
Wenren Jingxuan was slightly startled, thinking this must be the disciple Wan’er inserted into the Eight Great Gates...
Meanwhile, Shangguan Wang retorted:
"How could a mere little cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage save Young Master Yu’er, whom even the Gu Family and the Taoist Court couldn’t rescue?"
Wenren Wan was taken aback, "It’s... a coincidence..."
"A coincidence?" Shangguan Wang said indifferently, "Miss Wan, do you believe that?"
Wenren Wan couldn’t speak.
Because she indeed didn’t know.
Regarding Mo Hua’s matters, she had always been tolerant, never asking deeply.
Shangguan Wang sighed, expressing disappointment: "Do you know what they’re saying outside?"
"Outside, the rumors say, our Shangguan family’s direct lineage Young Madam, found a ’wild child’ from somewhere, and treats him as her own, even sparing no effort to send him into the Eight Great Gates..."
This suspicion was extremely malicious.
Wenren Wan’s face turned deathly pale, and then flushed blood red.
Beside her, Gu Changhuai finally couldn’t hold back, slammed the table, and angrily shouted at Shangguan Wang: "You’re talking nonsense!"
Shangguan Wang’s gaze instantly turned icy.
Gu Shouyan immediately reprimanded: "Changhuai, be polite!"
"Family Head..."
Gu Changhuai wanted to say more, but seeing Gu Shouyan slightly shake his head at him, he could only swallow his words.
Yet, he couldn’t stand seeing his cousin suffer such injustice, so he cupped his hands to Wenren Jingxuan and said: "Regarding Yu’er’s matter, I was investigating it at the time, and although there were some coincidental factors, Mo Hua indeed saved Yu’er."
"And my cousin sent Mo Hua to the Taixu Gate not only to repay kindness but also because Mo Hua has an extraordinary talent in formations..."
Shangguan Wang asked: "How extraordinary?"
Gu Changhuai replied: "The ancestor of the Taixu Gate personally taught him formations..."
Shangguan Wang sneered, "Don’t think I don’t know that most disciples who enter the Taixu Gate have been personally taught formations by the respected and morally upright ancestor of the Taixu Gate, adhering to the sect’s teachings."
Gu Changhuai paused, falling silent momentarily.
"Moreover, formation talent isn’t spoken of, but competed with," Shangguan Wang sneered, pointing downwards, "The disciples here in the Taoist Field are the ones with truly remarkable talent in formations. Can you guarantee that this Mo Hua will be qualified to participate in the Array Discussion Conference in three years?"
Gu Changhuai was stunned for a moment, then relaxed, his gaze sharp: "No need for three years..."
He also pointed downward, "He’s already competing this year!"
Everyone followed his direction of pointing and indeed saw in the corner of the Taoist Field, a young and handsome little disciple earnestly drawing formations.
The crowd was somewhat astonished.
Some in the crowd already knew about this, but most of the Shangguan family, Wenren family, and some Gu Family cultivators had no idea and couldn’t even fathom it.
"Mid-stage Foundation Establishment, participating in the Array Discussion Conference?"
"Is this child’s talent really that exceptional?"
"Must be under the ancestor’s care; otherwise, he wouldn’t get this opportunity..."
"Even so, it’s still remarkable..."
Even Wenren Jingxuan was somewhat surprised, deliberately taking a closer look at Mo Hua, his gaze slightly tense.
Shangguan Wang felt a sudden jolt in his heart.
He immediately realized he had miscalculated.
Unexpectedly, he had handed the "spearhead" over to others, stabbing himself.
He mainly hadn’t realized such an absurd thing as a mid-stage Foundation Establishment participating in the Array Discussion Conference would occur.
But having lived many years among families plotting against each other, he was incredibly experienced, long achieving the ability to remain calm and collected.
At this moment, his expression unchanged, he sneered:
"His formation talent is good, but so what? Participating in the Array Discussion Conference now is rushing growth, lucky if he manages to complete a formation of sixteen patterns."
"Moreover, that’s not the point at all."
"No matter how good his talent, is his surname Shangguan? Wenren? Or is it Gu?"
"Not at all! No one knows where this child is from."
"There are many geniuses, so why did the Young Madam go all out just for this child to be sent into the Eight Great Gates?"
"Fine, let’s say it’s to repay kindness, I believe it, but does anyone else?"
"Can this explanation silence the public’s opinions? Can it stop others’ gossip? Protect the Shangguan family’s reputation?"